I shove his hand away and lean down, opening my mouth to take him in.
TWENTY-THREE
GRAVE
HER LIPS WRAP around my cock as I fill her mouth. “Fuck,” I hiss.
The tip touches the back of her throat, and I pump my hips, pushing farther and needing more. She sucks up my shaft, and I wrap my free hand in her messy bun and shove her face down.
April moans around my cock and readjusts her knees in the passenger seat. Her ass is up in the air, one hand wrapped around my cock while the other is on my thigh, holding herself up. Thank God my windows are blacked out, or we’d be giving everyone I pass a show. I press on the gas, needing to get to her house sooner than I had planned.
I pick up my pace, my hand in her hair controlling her movements. Her saliva runs down my cock and coats my balls, and I wish I could remove my jeans completely. But that will have to wait.
My cell rings through the speakers, andLucyflashes across the screen on my dash. I let go of April’s hair long enough to push decline.
She lifts her head. “Who was?—”
I grip her hair and shove her face back down. “Don’t worry about it,” I growl, not wanting her to stop. Lucy is in no way a threat to April. My actions prove that. Even if April hadn’t shown up tonight, I wouldn’t be going home with Lucy.
April takes me back in, and this time, she doesn’t stop until after I’m done coming in her mouth.
APRIL
We pull intomy driveway and exit Grave’s car. I’m trying to put my key in the front door with one hand and holding his duffel with the other when he wraps his arm around my stomach and pulls me back into him. Gripping my hair, he yanks my head back and lowers his lips to my neck. He sucks on the sensitive skin, making my body break out in goosebumps.
“Grave,” I whimper. “I have to unlock the door.”
He releases my hair and slides his hand under my shirt and up my stomach to my chest. “Think anyone will see if I fuck you right here on your porch?” he growls, squeezing my boob.
I suck in a breath and jiggle my keys, trying to get the door unlocked once again. “Probably.”
“Then let them watch.” His hand moves downward this time and shoves its way into my jeans.
I somehow get my key in the door and push it open. Then I spin around, grip his shirt, and yank him into the house, dropping his bag at our feet.
He presses me back into the wall and lowers his lips to mine. He devours them, not even giving me the chance to take a breath.
“Grave,” I pant, pulling away. “We have to go upstairs.”
He rips my shirt up and over my head, picks me up, and carries me to my room with his lips on mine. My heart thundersin my chest as he slams the door shut with his shoe, then tosses me onto my bed. I barely have time to react before he’s naked and undressing me.
His hands spread my legs, and he slows down, lying between them. His lips gently kiss my inner thigh, and I arch my back, panting. I cry out when his teeth bite into my sensitive flesh.
He kisses his way to my pussy before pushing in a finger.
I’m already soaking wet. I’ve been wet for him. My hands make their way to his head. I knock his hat to the floor and grip his hair as he enters a second finger.
“Oh, God.” I tug on his hair, pumping my hips.
He removes his fingers and reaches up to grab my wrists, pinning them down to my sides while his tongue enters me.
TWENTY-FOUR
GRAVE
ILIE IN April’s bed. She’s passed out, facing me, an arm across my chest and a leg slung over both of mine.
I press a kiss to her forehead and close my eyes just as I hear my cell vibrate.
